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... his arms, wrapping around him like a vine claiming stone.
Her face buried in the crook of his neck, golden hair spilling over his shoulder as sobs shook her frame, muffled against his skin.
The Viscountess, unbreakable pillar of Leonidus, clung to him like a girl adrift, her body still pressed hot and insistent against his arousal, but the desperation now laced with vulnerability.
"Why... why did you want to marry her? My Flora... our Flora." The words tumbled out, raw an ...
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